The night has fallen.
In the bathhouse.
Steam rises and swirls around.
Jiang Ning closes his eyes and quietly feels the balance within his body.
Within his inner world, Essence, Qi, and Spirit intertwine and circulate; as Spirit diminishes, Essence strengthens, and Qi rises.
The three elements continually seek equilibrium.
After observing for a while, he sees the process steadily advancing and then opens his eyes.
Then he looks outside.
Without employing any technique, just relying on feeling, he knows there's a woman standing in the snowy courtyard outside.
He immediately rises.
Splash——
Hot water slides along the contours of his muscles, crashing heavily into the water's surface.
Then he casually dries himself and puts on loose-fitting clothes.
Creek——
He opens the door, and standing in the snowy front yard is a woman in a long, green dress.
It's dark without a moon, yet moonlight seems to emerge around her.
